Celeste
I lay on Jamie’s bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
I still couldn’t believe I’d done it.
I’d actually thrown my hot chocolate in Lilly’s face.
Part of me felt guilty.
The other part of me?
Not even remotely.
She’d deserved it.
Although, if I was being completely honest, there was one thing about the whole situation that really bothered me.
I’d wasted a perfectly good cup of hot chocolate.
And Jamie made a damn good hot chocolate.
I heard the bedroom door open.
A moment later, Jamie walked in, his coffee mug in hand.
He took one look at me.
Then the bastard grinned.
A huge, s**t-eating grin.
“That was hilarious.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Of course you would say that.”
He laughed quietly as he crossed the room and sat beside me. His hand settled gently against my stom
